Forgive me Father for I have Sinned

I'm sitting at a green light this morning with 2 cars in front of me, both are attempting to make a right turn. We're waiting and waiting. No one's inching forward. I start getting mad as to why the a-hole in the wannabe A-Team van isn't making a move. The flashing man on the this is how to walk box disappears and the infamous hand comes up. I'm gonna be late. The light is now orange (or amber for those who live out of a crayola box) and red. I slam my hands on the steering wheel and mutter something in Italian. Mind you neither of the cars in front of me have turned yet. Then out of no where this little old man pops out. He was crossing the street, cane and all. I instantly turned into a heel, a la Donald Duck cartoon. I was humbled. Light turned green and I waved to the old man. I don't know where that came from, but it sounded better then to yell at him for walking so damn early in the morning.